Monsters of Folk - His Master's Voice

Mohammed rolling dice with Christ at twilight
And they hear their master's voice
They run to do their chores at master's calling

Their job tonite, re-write the Bible
For a whole new generation of non-believers

The pastor screams out to the crowd
"There's evil that must be put down!"
And it touches the soldier boy
He heeds his master's voice his life is calling

Sweet soldier boy the speaker is bleeding
He hears his master's voice
Do you hear your master's voice?
Calling like the lady siren's call

Sweet soldier quiet just staring at the ceiling
And he hears his master's voice
He hears the call to war the siren's singing

Out on the line there's something strikes his side
He sees his inner child
He hears his mother's voice softly calling

Spirit soldiers mother hovers
She holds up a paper cup
And the sound of life and love fills her ear

You're only gonna hear what you wanna hear
Do you hear your master's voice now?

Mohammed and Christ speak twice as nice
But the one that I like best he sings inside my chest
I hear my master calling

Calling out, calling out
Calling out, calling out
Calling out